Well, I started a new tradition— or bad habit— whatever you want to call it. When I cook pancakes, I cook an extra one for each dog who is in the house that morning. I put butter and syrup on it (REAL maple syrup mind you), cut it up, and put each dog’s pancake on his or her own plate. Then, they all have breakfast on the kitchen floor and they all are learning to eat their own and not take anyone else’s pancake just because they are slower. Sophie, who has a hard time eating off a plate with her flat face, gets hers fed to her off a fork. She’s the little princess in the family so it’s only fitting anyway.
Now, some people would think I am nuts….but I think it’s so cute when they start getting crazy and excited when they smell me cooking pancakes!! They all hover around and KNOW what they are about to get. If Thomas chucks a piece to the floor while they wait- all the better!!
My Mom and step Dad used to do this with our dogs growing up. I couldn’t break tradition now could I?
